a dash of demure lies
before she suddenly
dematerealized
infrontofmydesensiteyes
i could sea right through
leavingnothingtobemist
but a vague scents
oflatesummerloss
notes of heat
andfadedpromises
lingeringlightly
on the diseasedbreeze
blowing from the
vowls of hll

the sun is blinding
refracted off the ash
covering the windshield
shaking hands tapping
the steering wheel
as the city burns
all around me
i am the broken arm
of a sun faded pinwheel
circling the dessicated
soulofartfullossintoinfinity